*****WARNING*****This blog post contains graphic sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.
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Stephanie didn't know what to do with herself when she first got to Michael's. She wandered around a bit, got a cool glass of water and then padded up the stairs. She looked at the fitness equipment and then decided she wasn't motivated to use any of it. She tiptoed into the bedroom and considered slipping into Michael's bed for a nap. she hadn't been invited to his bed and knew she never would be but the comfort of lying down where he slept appealed to her...the smell of him on the pillows....the sheets that touched his skin. Stephanie shook hear head around. Get a hold of yourself girl. you have a gay boyfriend. No matter how awesome he may be, you're still not the droids he's looking for. she was weak on that today, needing comfort after seeing Colin's face looking down at her after he shot a man. Hearing his voice say her name sent chills to her core. What the hell was he doing in Cedar Point? How had his life become this....She tore herself from Michael's bedroom and jogged back downstairs, settling in on the couch with a blanket and the remote instead. After some mindless flipping she started to drift off a bit, the stress hitting her like a truck and just knocking her out for a little reprieve.
Two hours later, Michael makes it home, having filed his part of the report and knocking off almost on time. He slips into his place and sees Steph crashed on his couch with April laying on the top part of the couch in what he's been calling 'guard position'. Good sign, it means Steph has cat approval. He moves upstairs, knowing Steph is in good paws and changes out of his uniform, putting on a pair of sweats and nothing else. Then he comes back down to find she is still laying on the couch. He considers her for a long moment. "Why can't you be a man." he finds himself whispering softly to himself. So softly he hardly heard the words. Then he sighs and moves to the couch, carefully moving between her and the back of the couch to hold her. After the day she's had ... he could to that much. She was a friend, after all. What kind of friend does that, then sits across the room for moral support? Not him, that's for sure.
A little while later Stephanie stirs feeling the warmth of Michael against her and rolling over into his bare chest. Hello! His arms still around her she curiously ran a hand over his pectorals and then leaned her head on them so the side of her face used one side of his chest as a pillow. Her breath brushed across him as she exhaled and quietly managed "You're very sneaky Mike."
Michael was just relaxing himself. He chuckles slightly. She feels good in his arms .. and that in and of itself is strange. "Sneaky? What? I came home and decided ... maybe you needed a friend. I promised, remember. And I MEANT it." he looks at her face under him.
Steph's eyes fill with tears instantly at his kindness, the intimacy of the moment and the day. She just nods and her body heaves against Michael's with soft sobs. Her tears soak into his chest, accepting the comfort he's offering.
Michael holds her close, saying nothing. He is not a man to offer false comfort to anyone. But holding her close he can do ... all day .. all night .. as long as she needs. He strokes her hair, trying not to knock out her bun/pony.
Steph cried it all out. It took awhile and after she pulled back and looked at Michael's chest "Oh shit I'm sorry. I think I snotted on you....let me get a tissue..." she said starting to pull herself to sitting "So not attractive.." she quipped.
Michael looks down at his chest. "Well it's OK, really, but .. yea." she gets up, but he stays in his position. "I am not with you because you're JUST beautiful, Steph." he reminds her. He stays put, as if waiting for her to come back. And its true. Physical beauty ... well his ex WAS a runway model.
Stephanie takes one tissue and blows her nose before coming back and grabs another and starts wiping at Michael's chest, finding her sense of humour again "I'm glad you're not just using me for my looks. That would be very shallow. Although when you have your shirt off I must confess I might just use your for yours because this..." she gestures at his chest after cleaning "is god damned distracting." Her tone is teasing and it's a good sign.
Michael lets her wipe him clean and grins. "Thanks." he shakes his head. "I will be your eye candy anytime ... and boy toy, too." he winks.
Steph giggles and then runs her pointer finger over Michael's scars each in turn, hazards of his occupation. Afterwards she looks self conscious, like she's crossing a line "Sorry didn't notice those before. Tell me if I'm being too touchy.....just forgot myself for a sec there..."
Michael watches her. "Good .. that's a good sign." he looks at her. "No ... I .. I like it .. feels ... nice." he sounds confused, even as he says it looking at her and thinking his earlier question back to himself. Why cant she be a man. But man or woman ... what was happening to him?
Steph feels her face go red and warm at Michael's words and then clears her throat self consciously. She should not let herself buy into this. she knew the deal. She pulls her hand off his chest and lets it rest more respectably on his arm, even though her mind is racing with the idea of touching him more, kissing his chest...finding other things that feel "nice" to him. She's likely not equipped for the opportunity so she grabs for the remote "Do you want to watch a movie?" she spits out rapidly.
Her voice snaps him out of his reverie. "Um ... right .. sure ... we ... we should. Watch a movie ..." he is stuttering like a teenager.
Stephanie blushes more, getting a vibe from Micheal she can't quantify "And maybe some uh cold water....pick something funny. I trust you." She jumps up and heads for the kitchen with a wide eyed exhale when she's out of his sight.
Michael finds Coming To America on cable and gets water before settling in beside her. The movie is hilarious, a bit mindless and yet, romantic. Eddie Murphy and Arsenio Hall. "India suggested it for me once." he tells her. But halfway through the movie, he realizes .. he has his arm around her again. How'd that happen?
Stephanie gets them both water and settles in with Michael to watch the movie. She's seen it a few times before but it's still funny. She leans back laughing into Michael's arm like it was so natural for it to be there she didn't even notice it happen either.
The movie progresses and finally ends. Michael leans forward to turn it down and tosses the remote on the table and half turns to Stephanie. "Happy endings ...." he looks at her for a long time and finds himself fighting the urge to kiss her. He loses, leaning in for a kiss, even though they are not in public and no one is watching them.
Stephanie stares at him for a moment and then loses her own similar fight, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him with all her passion and the emotion of the day adding another layer of intensity. She feels warm inside in a way she can't explain and from a place that hasn't seen a lot of light in quite some time.
Michael doesn't stop the kiss for a long time. He pulls her close and only deepens it, unaware that, for the first time in his life, his body is responding to a woman's kiss ...
Stephanie is lost in it and kisses him harder in response to his depth. Her breath quickens and her hands caress his neck, his cheeks and into the edges of his hair like she's absolutely cherishing every bit of him her hands cover. Then she remembers his bare chest and how he said it felt nice. she lets her fingers trace down his chest again and back up and down to his neck. Some part of her knows she might be pushing her luck but it seems to be happening anyway.
Michael moves his hand to her waist and is very aware of the dip of her feminine form. He lifts it until it is just under her breast and then he hesitates, making no move to stop the deep kisses.
Stephanie gives a little shudder and there's a definite grin to her kiss. She moves her hand over his under her breast and then guides it up higher, giving permission. Her breasts are small but very soft and sensitive.
Michael lets his hand be moved and he cups the breast. His touch is only slightly hesitant, but obviously inexperienced in many ways. With his thumb, he flicks the area where her nipple would be. He turns a bit and his excitement may be felt against her hip.
At the flicking and the awareness of his arousal both Stephanie lets out a little gasp. She drops her hand from where it was guiding his to his hip and pulls him against her, adjusting her body and sliding a leg around the back of his. She now has no doubt that his body is responding and she slides her hand from his hip to his ass giving it a squeeze.
Michael deepens the kiss as she adjusts herself. Feeling her hand on his ass, he moves closer to her, then begins to lean back, taking her with him as he lays on his back with her on top of him. He caresses her back with his free hand, moving it over her hip and around to her ass, but then around to feel her stomach.
Stephanie tries to figure out how to arrange her legs as she moves with Michael and ends up straddling him, kissing him nonstop, letting his hands move over her freely and squirming just a bit now and then but in a good way. Her stomach is pretty tight. She's been doing yoga and pilates since Tristan was born and she also is from the do a zillion crunches magazine era of women.
Michael moves his hand along her stomach, staying outside of her clothes for now, but slides it between her legs. Part of him interested because he feels nothing but heat there. Straddled over him, he arches his hips, more to set himself more comfortably on his back than anything, but presses into her again, aware .. he is fully hard and ... incredibly turned on ... by her.
Steph writhes as his hand slides between her legs. She has on sweats and soft cotton panties but she can feel that they're soaking as his fingers touch the outside of her pants fabric. His erection is making her god damned crazy. It's like some kind of forbidden fruit that she thought she would fantasize about but never know. She lets one of her hands move from his chest and slides on the other side of his that's in her crotch rubbing at his hardness through his sweats, her fingers wrapping around it a bit as she figures out where it is in his pants.
Michael moans as she touches him and arches into her touch. He moves his hand under her shirt and into her sweats .. and panties, Only then does he break the kiss. "You're so wet." he sounds amazed. He's never touched a female the way he is touching her and he is gentle, not pressing in hard, basically letting his finger slide along her wetness. "Am I ... doing it wrong?" no talk of stopping ... no making movement he wants to stop. He likes this .. likes her ... more ... obviously .. than any other woman ... period.
Steph shudders and smiles "You have that effect on me...oh my god Michael...." she's enjoying the sliding and she directs him a little so he's at least giving a pass at her clit on each rub "Just that please too....I really like your hands though....oh..." She rolls to the side a bit and opens her legs giving him full access all the meanwhile leaning her upper body forward so she can reach into his pants too since they're at the hands in pants stage. She dips her fingers under his waist band and then into his underwear reaching for his cock. Her eyes go wide as she discovers it all with her small hand and she has to pulls back his clothing and let it spring out so she can see this to believe it. He jaw drops a bit "Ohmygodyou'rehuge..." she blurts out "I mean it's awesome..." She giggles...."I'm just gonna shutup now." Her hand grips his fullness and starts gently sliding up and down.
Michael takes his direction well. "Like this?" he finds and rubs at her clit and then slides a finger inside of her. He leans his head back when her bare hands touch him. He says nothing about his size. "You know .... I mean ... if this is ... going where I HOPE it's going ...." he sighs in pleasure. "No woman has ever .. done this to me before, Stephanie...." and the tone of his voice, as well as his hardness and his probing fingers tell her ... he wants her to be the first.
Stephanie looks strained now as he's a damn quick study "Oh god just like that....and that...sweet Jesus Mike.....oh..."
Her hand is still moving on his very ample cock and she murmurs "Wow....so I'm doing it right for you too?" she's kind of smiling and jesting but every man, and human for that matter is different so she wants to offer him what he likes "Instruct me too please..." she breathes out before a little moan at his touch on and in her.
Michael rubs a little more, slightly faster, even. "Yes, you're doing fine." he grins and licks his finger again. "I'm still a man ... I just need to make sure I get the right hole with you." he teases and bites the corner of his lip. "God ... I never thought ..." he arches into her touch . able to smell her and wondering about her taste all of a sudden. Thoughts he never had before .. not even about Sara.
Steph watches him lick his finger and moans audibly "It's right...it's so perfect. I'm afraid to stop in case you change your mind." she teases. He has a big beautiful cock and she looks at it with indecision. She literally wants to do everything to it she can imagine. Surely with one like this there should be a sign that "you must be this tall to ride!" She looks at Micheal for direction "Where do you want to go with this Mike? I'm basically yours any way you want me right now."
Michael chuckles and stops moving his finger, teasing a bit ... he hopes. "Well, Steph. We've both been with men ... I am the one whose only experience with woman is the movies." he looks up at her. "Teach me how to make love to you." he asks her. "How to make you cum ... drive you wild." he moves his hand out of her pants and tugs at them. "Let me taste you. Teach me how to do it right." he sincerely requests.
Steph looks completely overwhelmed by this offer and has to catch her breath a bit to talk and then she just nods "Uh huh...." she dismounts from him but keeps eye contact as she stands in front of him and takes off her tshirt fully and her bra, letting them fall to the floor. Next she slides off her pants and panties, standing naked before him. She's very beautiful but in a natural real way. She has stretch marks from Tristan, full hips and her feminine grooming choice is left to nature. She reaches for Michael's hand "It might be easier in your bed...."
Michael looks at her, in many ways he is amazed that his excitement does not diminish one whit. He stands after she does and slips out of his sweats and underwear. Then he literally scoops her into his arms and heads upstairs with her. He sets her on his low futon and looks at her, his own body still obvious with desire. He gets on his knees and lifts her leg, turning his head to kiss her ankle. Kissing down he alternates between one leg and the other moving towards her center. "Let me know if I fuck up." he asks, reaching her inner thighs, then parting her hair with his fingers and looking at her womanhood .. the first he has seen close up in person in his life. He inhales and licks softly and slowly ... very tentatively.
Stephanie grips the sheets and writhes like she's losing her mind now "Oh my god..." she murmurs "From movies you say....what the hell kind of movies are you hiding?" She tilts her pelvis upwards and opens her legs more, giving him the full view and buffet area.
Michael keeps looking, actually liking someone talking to him. Not even Harley was a talker. "My brothers porno collection and stag parties ... " he closes his lips over her clit, pulling carefully on the long hairs so not to hurt or pull them out. "I love your taste." he observes and begins to circle her clit, which really IS like a very tiny penis. That gives him a bit more confidence. He opens his mouth wider and clamps in it, easing his tongue into her. Not unlike kissing a man with a beard and mustache but ... better tasting, he decides.
Steph arches her back and presses gently into his face "Chauvinism is not all bad then....I'm glad you..." she can't form a sentence for a second and just pants, shivering a bit "Your mouth is amazing..."
There is something about Stephanie's voice that is keeping Michael turned on. He listens and moves a finger, pulling back his head and the hood of her clit, exposing it. He cants his head and looks at it and then leans forward and flicks the bare organ quickly with his tongue.
Stephanie bucks against him from the first second he does this. Her voice becomes low, primal now "Oh god......Mike...that's......so close.....Don't stop...please....Oh god....oh god." more panting and bucking "Oh!" she's crying out now "OH!!" She bucks one last time and then her pelvis relaxes and she just shakes, coming down from it all.
Michael doesn't stop and is interested in her orgasm. It was more like 'in the movies', and he loves it. He kisses his way up her body and reaches to position himself at a set and slippery opening. "So ........." he says, innocently. "Did I make you cum?" he asks, sliding into her with total ease. No need to press or force. And the feeling is incredible. Just so .. different from what hes always had. He moans in surprised pleasure as he hands the hetero version of his virginity to Stephanie Yamada.
Steph is still riding the waves of her orgasm ebbing away and her head snaps back as he enters her. She lets out a little grunt and then answers him "Still there.....oh god Michael....are you sure you haven't done that before?" She's very warmed up but his size still takes some adjusting and she lightly thrusts against him, concentrating on relaxing and letting herself stretch to accommodate him. She speeds up a bit as she feels more at ease and suddenly he's filling her up like no man ever has, hitting every happy place deep inside her. She grips his muscular back.
Michael slowly enters her, feeling how tight she is around him. "Never ..." he moans softly as he moves in completely and then pulls out a bit before reentering. "Never wanted to ... until you." he nuzzles her neck and presses into her, careful of his weight and size. He holds himself up with his hands to accommodate the differences in their height and moves steadily in and out of her, going as deep as he can.
Steph moves with him and holds him when he nuzzles into her neck feeling overwhelmed with emotion about the connection between them, physical, but so much more. She still chats though as she's clearly prone to do "I'm flattered I think....what is it about me?" She rolls back on her hips so she's rocking him when he enters, now that's she's comfortable, letting him go a bit deeper with a bit of a bounce back.
Michael looks down at her and caresses her face, looking down at her. "You should be .. even though ... I have NO idea." the position feels incredible, but he is afraid if hurting her. "Let me try something." he says pressing himself deeply into her and holding her hips. He leans forward and tries to roll them both over, so she is straddling him. "Better?" he groans, arching up into her in the name of adjusting himself to their new position.
Steph rolls with him and ends up on top. She's very flexible so this works for her and she leans forward making her rocking plan work, just a little differently, but a tad deeper by design. "Mmmm is it still as nice for you this way?" She has access to caress his chest again which she remembered him liking so she adds in a bit of that again and even mixes in some kissing and licking on his nipples, not sure if he'll like that too but experimenting, discovering.
Michael moans slightly, caressing her hair as she caresses his chest, loving her touch. "It's great. God .... you feel so good." he arches up, her rocking being very effective in exciting him. He touches her hips and watches himself moving in and out of her, then moves back to her face, his pace beginning to increase as his pleasure mounts.
Stephanie stays with the same pattern, matches his speed and watches him react. She's gotten one prize but getting him off is a helluva another "You feel good too. I love having you inside me....mmm..." There's no more orgasm left in her but it still feels damn good and she's hoping for his now anytime.
Michael moves both of his hands to the mattress, gripping the sheets tightly as his hips begin to lift, pretty much of their own volition. "Stephanie ...." he moans, feeling his orgasm building by the second. "Steph ... God .... God ..." and he grunts, bucking high and hard as his orgasm overcomes him. He shudders and soon collapses, looking up at her with wonder, confusion and satisfaction.
Stephanie rides it out with him getting a serious rush from the power of his explosion. Afterwards she can't stop smiling and lies down on top of him kissing him lightly on the mouth and then snuggling into him and just staying connected.
Michael wraps his arms around her when she snuggles. It's something he secretly loves doing. he moves her hair away from her face a little bit. "Thanks ... for being patient with me." he chuckles a little bit but makes no move to have her move nor to move himself. "I loved it ... it felt right .. being you." he is a believer in friends fucking too and ... that is what this feels like.
Steph closes her eyes, breathing him in and enjoying it "Thank you. We kinda skipped a bit...but I don't think the timing is horrible for it...it just felt so nice..."
Michael looks curious. "What did we skip?" he wonders. "Did I fuck up? I mean .. I'll never forget this. It was even better than when I was twelve." he chuckles.
Stephanie sits up a bit and looks at him "You did not fuck up....we just skipped the condom part." She smiles awkwardly and then frowns curiously "Who did you sleep with when you were 12? Did you say 12?!" She looks baffled now.
Michael's eyes get big and he realizes what he overlooked. "Oh shit. You're a women .. I mean .. you can get pregnant. I never even thought .. since we're both clean." he runs his fingers through his red hair. Then he laughs. "I was twelve when I had sex with a guy the first time. I was twelve and he was fourteen ... my family was in California. Disneyland. Me and him went into this construction site next to the hotel and I bent him over ... and ..." he shrugs. I didn't have sex in a bed until I was ... shot in my 20's." he snorts. "And .. obviously not with a woman until now." he considers her. "You know I won't fuck you over if .. you know. I'm not like that. You're my friend ... no way am I going to be like Colin." he promises her.
Steph kisses Michael again "I don't think I'm pregnant. I'm actually hoping I didn't bleed on you since it's like any minute now. I was almost about to put tampons in my basket when those robbers came in....that would be a crappy thing to have in the report if they shot me. Local woman gunned down buying feminine hygiene products. Thanks for getting that stuff for me on your way home though. I hope it wasn't too awkward. Anyhow.....not good pillow talk. Seriously 12? I hadn't even kissed anyone at 12...no judgement, just surprise. I was 15 when the full deal happened with a boyfriend. We had no idea what we were doing."
Michael nods, relieved in many ways. He likes Tristan .. loves his nephews and lone niece. But for himself ... hes not sure. "Local woman plugged buying plugs ... man ... yea ." he chuckles and tightens his grip around her. "Oh, I never said I knew what I was doing .. but ... he was a bottom ... I'm a top ... I knew what went where and went from there. It was a year before I had sex again .. in Seattle ... and when I got my drivers license and my first klunker, I spent a LOT of time in Washington." he shrugs. "Some people say things happen faster in the gay community. Meet, talk for twenty minutes, fuck, and fight within the first twenty four hours." he looks at her, very curiously.
Steph gives him a cheeky grin "So do I have to kick your ass in the morning to follow a comfortable pattern for you? Because I'm pretty hard core man.'
Michael laughs. "Good .. so you ARE spending the night? I'm pretty easy." he grins. "My alarm isnt even set for some god awful early hour." he cants his head. "Remember Ziven? The Parks guy? I guess he has a point. Sometimes .. even for a homosexual ... someone special can come from the opposite gender and rock their world." he grins at her and pulls her down for a kiss.
Stephanie kisses Michael back and then pulls back looking at him seriously "Look Mike I have no expectations here that...this.." She gestures between them naked and gently dismounts, lying to the side of him "is going to be your normal now. I knew what I was saying yes to when you asked me to be your beard, as you call it. Tonight was a surprise. A wonderful surprise but I'm not obligating you to it. I mean I know straight people can get bi curious...so maybe you're hetero curious? I'm honoured to be the person you're exploring it with. I mean I'd also happily do it again...and again. I am obviously attracted to you and my feelings are growing beyond just that. but I am a realist. So whatever THIS is, please don't feel like it has to ever limit who you are."
Michael keeps her close to him when she dismounts. After she speaks, he considers for a bit. "Tonight was a surprise is probably the understatement of this century." he admits. "But I'm okay with it, and whatever we wind up being. I'm pretty realistic too, which is why I see the world as it is. I can't deny my senses ... even if they are a little confusing." he pauses. "So, did you call and tell whoever is watching Tristan that you'll be home in the morning? Hungry? I can cook Irish dishes okay, but honestly I tend to stick to the quick stuff." he looks her over. His feelings are confusing, but he can figure it out. Would he really deny himself love just because it was aimed at a woman?
Stephanie runs a finger up his chest and then taps on one pec lightly "Tristan is at a sleepover at Anna's with her niece Rosalee. I suppose I could text Anna and tell her I'm not at home but my phone is on and she usually gets me on my cell anyway. I'm not sure what she'd think if I explained this..." she laughs "I could eat but it doesn't have to be fancy. Do you want help?" Sex and then cooking together feels dangerously domestic. She could get used to it but she suspects she shouldn't let herself.
Michael nods. "Anna ... well ... yea ... if things get deeper with me and you we can have a little conference. Just us and Anna, India and Ryan ..." he runs a hand over his face at the idea of his partner, who might not be as okay with people thinking he was sleeping with his sister when it turned out he really WAS sleeping with his sister. "I know India just wants to see me happy. She's a great lady." he sits up a little. "I need the bathroom, then I'll throw something together in the kitchen." he leans over and kisses her, then stands. "And the feminine hygiene products are in a bag by the door. Mrs Chen gave me a very interesting look ....." and he wanders out towards the bathroom, where he remains for only a couple minutes while he pees, flushes and washes his hands before he heads downstairs. If she is watching the doorway, she'll note he's still naked.
Steph kisses him back and then laughs "I'll bet she did. Make her wonder though." She watches him go and can't help but grin with a bit of a "Damn I hit that" moment. She flops back on the bed and lounges, waiting for her own turn to use the bathroom after him and then gets up shortly after the flush. From downstairs he'll hear a muffled "Dammit!" from the bathroom and then her flushing and dashing down the stairs to the bag on the door before grabbing her clothes and jogging back up the stairs to the bathroom again. Definitely no pregnancy worries now.
Michael finds the beef stew he bought, potatoes and carrots and sets them out. While cutting the beef into smaller pieces and placing them in the pot, he hears Steph coming down, grabbing her bag and clothes and going back upstairs. The bag is telling and he doesnt lie to himself that he isn't relieved. But he waits until she comes back down to grin at her. "So ... period?"
Steph comes back in her sweats and tshirt from before and grumbles "Mother nature you cruel bitch...yeah....anyway food...and speaking of food, my parents would like me to bring you to Thanksgiving, you know so we can sit across from them and try not to have the yeah we just boned last week looks on our faces."
Michael cuts the beef up into smaller cubes and places it in a frying pan. He moves the carrots over to Steph, silently asking her to chop them up. "What does that look like, anyway?" he wonders, as the beef begins to brown. He looks at her. "I mean I don't look any different do I?" he grins. "Now I know I can take your brother, as long as he isn't armed. Probably Garrett too ... the problem would probably be with your father ...." he cants his head. "I DO have the best of intentions, if that helps. But I don't think telling him that before my first marriage most of the people I fucked didn't even get a cheap hotel room while you got in my BED." he looks at her sideways, to let her know he is at least mostly teasing.
Stephanie snorts "Perhaps bringing up sex with me or past partners is not the way to set my family at ease. But also know that I'm a grown up and I make my own choices. Colin was different. They know that. I know that more than ever right now." She starts chopping the carrots a little roughly and shakes her head "How did he end up in that Mike? I mean you see criminals all the time....how? He went to school with me to manage the books for small businesses. I thought he worked at a tech firm in Vancouver..." She swallows "I may have done some Facebook stalking on that. Meeratech or whatever. But it seemed legit, security systems and stuff. What the hell do I tell Tristan if this hits the news?"
Michael lets the meat sear in a deep pot and sighs. "I was mostly dealing with poor kids in shitty lives that fell into drugs or gangs and whatnot." he adds a bit of salt and pepper. "Bored rich kid syndrome?" he speculates. "Maybe he's in debt up to his eyeballs?" he pauses. "Does Tristan have to know? I mean, if he's caught it may hit the news. He'll go to prison. I mean ... sometimes people do bad things and we don't know why?" he considers the pot. "How close is Tristan to his father?"
Stephanie nods along with Mike as she chops, the force of the knife calming as he talks "He only knows Colin's name. He found his birth certificate last year. Colin's never tried to find us or meet him and Tristan hasn't asked to meet his father. He just got quiet after finding his name, but I suspect he'd remember it. Steel trap that kid."
Michael adds a bit of water and sets it on low heat. Then he moves closer to Steph and begins to dice potatoes. Well the kid knows right from wrong, so if it hits the news ... He'll know not to do it. Do you think he wants a relationship with his father?"
Steph finishes the carrots and turns to look at Mike "I'm not worried he's going to commit an armed robbery because Colin fucked up that way. I'm worried he's going to question himself in other ways. I guess more subtly. He's never asked to meet Colin so I'd guess he doesn't. He knows Colin left us. I was honest about that part because he needs to know, if he ever does seek him out, that Colin made that choice. I'm not sure I'm making sense.....it's still a mess in my head."
Michael chops a couple potatoes into small pieces and puts it and the carrots into the shallow pan. "I think it's environmental. So Tristan should be fine because he has a loving home life." he licks his lips. "But I don't think Cedar Point was Colin's first stop ...." he says, carefully, absently stirring the mixture. "And he wasn't caught ... so this isn't over." he sighs and stares down into the dish ... its enough for maybe three or four people, but the shallowness of the pan encourages quick cooking.
Stephanie looks thoughtful "How long does it take to put out a warrant? I could give you what I have on him for locations but it's all really outdated. He lived in Burnaby when I knew him, right by the Simon Fraser University where we went to school, like walking distance. He grew up in the area and seemed like one of those people who would just stay...you know? Of course he also didn't seem like an armed robber back then or a guy who would leave a woman in childbirth so my gut on him may be way off."
Michael grins. "Well, that's pretty much taken care of. The license plate number is out there as well. Everyone is looking for him right now, because of the shooting. The pharmacist is fine, considering." he shrugs and tastes the Irish stew. "Taste?" he offers. What appears to be beef is actually lamb.
Stephanie accepts a piece of lamb offered and chews with a pleased look "Mmmm" she nods with approval and then swallows "Yeah I hope they catch him before he hurts anyone else." She wraps her arms around Michael giving him a big hug "I'm really glad you're in my life. I don't know what I would have done if I had to go home to Tristan tonight and pretend I was fine....but this is helping me get there."
Michael kills the flame under the pot and turns to Steph, putting his arms around her and returns the hug. "I'm glad you're in MY life." he tells her. "This has been incredible. You're incredible." he shrugs. "And one thing I know for SURE .... I want more nights like this. Well .. without the shootings and traumas, of course."
Stephanie leans into him and sighs "Yeah me too." She's noticed the absence of clothing on him and now she looks him up and down and smirks "And THIS I could get used to as well.'
Michael chuckles. "Good. I'm not letting myself go to seed as I get older.' he promises her. "Now sit and let me serve you." he nods to the counter where his stool await. "I've been told I am kind of a hopeless romantic ... by the way ...." it sounds a little like a warning.
Stephanie grins and goes to sit "Alright...I can take it....just no fuckin poetry OK?"
Michael laughs as he gets two bowls and two spoons and divides the stew between them. He pulls out a small plate and puts a few slices of bread on them and sets all three on the counter. Then he moves around it. "No poetry and no singing." he promises. "But I remember what it was like for my mom. My brother is twelve years older than me, so when he was hitting those teen years that make parents think about retroactive abortions, I was just entering those toddler years when parents are wondering what they could POSSIBLY have been thinking having that monster." he winks and sits beside her, not worrying about his nudity. "So .. massages and bubble baths and mindless hilarious movies and whatever else I can think of."
Steph looks a little melty at that and just agrees with "Ok." before stealing the first slice of bread and dipping it in her stew and taking a bite.
Micheal nods and digs into his stew, using both spoon and bread. He smiles. "Not bad, if I do say so myself."
The next morning Stephanie can barely pry herself away from Michael at his front door, kissing him with a now familiar passion and lingering in the realization that Michael doesn't seem to want to let her go either. They finally are able to stop and say goodbye. Micheal closes the door and Steph turns, heading for the stairs to go out. She runs smack into her brother Ryan who seems to have discovered them and was laying in wait to fire off questions. Stephanie stared at Ryan like a deer in the headlights. He was in his gym clothes coming back from a run and his eyes bored into her.
"Are we gonna talk about this?"
Stephanie inhaled and started past Ryan with one stubborn answer "Nope."
Sunday, October 9, 2016
Small Town Robbery
Stephanie Yamada putters around the pharmacy grabbing a pack of toilet paper, some lozenges for her son and some razor refills. She pauses to look at a sale sign, kind of zoning out absentmindedly.
Robber [[Colin Rankin]] opens the car door just as his partner screeches to a stop in front of the pharmacy. He enters the pharmacy with his partner. Both armed to the teeth. He stands by the door and raises the gun to the ceiling, firing off a single shot. He steps aside and nods for his partner to stand in front of the door while he steps inside, looking at those within. The place should be mostly empty .. it's almost closing time.
Robber [[Ken Hall]] follows the first robber holding a gun as well as a large bag.
Stephanie Yamada hears the shot and sees them, diving to the floor in terror. she clings to the shelving unit trying to be quiet and unseen but the lozenge package went flying when she landed and is in front of the counter now.
Robber [[Colin Rankin]] clears his throat and looks around the place as he walks to the terrified pharmacist. He sets an empty bag on the counter. "All your cash and all your Ficharnol. Now! Before I start shooting people." his voice is calm and business like.
Robber [[Ken Hall]] watches the door for bystanders, busybodies and cops.
Stephanie Yamada tries to breath quietly but the robber demanding cash and drugs is very close to stepping on the package that flew. She stays down but keeps her eyes on him, not sure what she'll do if spotted. Her heart is racing so hard she's almost afraid he'll hear it.
Robber [[Colin Rankin]] watches the pharmacist pause and then fill the bag with cash and finally turn and fill the bag with the bottles of Ficharnol. The robber leans forward to grab the bag and the pharmacist gets bold, reaches out and snatches the mask off of the main robbers head. "Shit!": yells the robber and shoots the man in the shoulder. Then he turns, planning to move around the center aisles and out the door. Face exposed, he stares at the woman cowering on the floor and, for a moment, freezes.
Robber [[Ken Hall]] hears the shot and turns "God dammit! Let's go!"
Stephanie Yamada sees the robber's face after jumping at the shot and her eyes fill with tears "Colin?" she whispers looking even more terrified.
Adam Pierson hears the shot and calls the receptionist into one of the back rooms. He listens carefully to figure out where the noise came from. He stands on just the other side of the adjoining door.
Robber [[Colin Rankin]] stares at Steph a moment, then simply swears. "Steph? Fuck ...." he says no more, but heads for the door with his partner. They get int he car and peel off. The sound of approaching sirens goes past the pharmacy as the police go in hot pursuit.
Stephanie Yamada looks after Colin like she's about to hyperventilate and then remembers the pharmacist and runs to him "I'll get help...." the blood is pooling and she scrambles looking for something to put pressure on "Oh god oh god...."
Michael Reinhardt stops the patrol car and leaps out, running in and seeing only the top of Steph's head. He rushes over and sees the pharmacist on the floor and Steph. "Jesus. Steph. You OK?" he kneels beside her, seeing blood on her AND the pharmacist.
Stephanie Yamada had heard the man asking to come in and yells "Doctor Pierson? Is that you? Someone's been shot!" She turns to Michael and starts to say something "It wa........Co....l" and she just loses it now and can't hold back from crying hysterically as she curls into herself.
Adam Pierson: Adam hears the shout for assistance, and grabs the nearest medical kit and opens the door cautiously. He immediately goes to the man on the floor, asking the closest person to help and put pressure on the wound. "We will need an ambulance, preferably a helio."
Michael Reinhardt hears Steph and reaches for her when she starts crying. Normally that would be grossly unprofessional, but i this small town and given his special relationship with her, he does it. He takes a deep breath. "Calm down. Breathe." he comforts her but is not the kind of man to tell a woman 'it'll be alright', cause right now he has no idea if it will be or not. Her reaction calms HIM, as she doesn't appear to be shot herself, but he looks at the doc for confirmation. When the doc speaks he gets on his radio to call an ambulance to his location.
Stephanie Yamada buries her face in Micheal's chest and lets out a big sob but realizing the doctor is asking for help she tries hard to pull it together and takes whatever he's offering from his kit to put pressure on for him, still shaking as she does it and working hard to keep her breathing even.
Adam Pierson works quickly, doing what he can to stop the flow of blood. "Are you hurt, Stephanie, right?" He checks the pharmacist over, making sure there aren't any other wounds.
Michael Reinhardt lets her go when she needs to be let go and watches them as he looks around, taking the place in. "Stephanie. What did they want?" he sees the empty register and an empty row behind the counter.
Stephanie Yamada shook her head at the doctor "I'm not hurt..." There seems to be more to say but she can't get it out but then she manages to answer Michael "The cash and some kind of drug....Ficharnol I think he said...."
Adam Pierson frowns at the mention of the drug, "And good that you're not hurt. Do we have a time of arrival for the ambulance/copter?"
Michael Reinhardt listens and nods. "I think I know. Ficharnol. A narcotic ... getting popular on the streets my old buddies tell me." he sighs and listens to his radio which is set just UNDER his hearing. "Five minutes, doc."
Stephanie Yamada keeps the pressure on with quiet shuddering sobs. She's clearly beyond shell shocked by all of this.
Adam Pierson switches out the pressure bandage on the gunshot wound, and continues to check on the pharmacist. "There's only so much I can do here... he's going to need a transfusion, and surgery, most likely. Neither of which I am set up for." He speaks softly to Stephanie, "You're doing good. The EMT's will be here soon."
Michael Reinhardt watches the doctor work, but also watches Steph. "Can I take her, Doc?" he asks, needing to get a statement AND calm her down.
Stephanie Yamada nods at the doctor "Thank you." She sniffs after from crying so much "I hope he's OK......god I just needed a few things. I shoulda gone to Chen's..." She bursts into tears again like she just can't hold it back.
Adam Pierson looks up at Michael, "Not until there's someone else to put pressure on this wound. I can only do so much and the extra pair of hands is helping to save this man's life." He looks directly at Stephanie, "Slow breaths, just breath. You are helping save a life."
Michael Reinhardt holds her. "Let me get your statement, then I want you to go to my place." he tells her. "I'll give you my keys and you give me the list and I'll get it all for you, OK?" he promises her, knowing she probably isn't in shape to see Tristan right now. He'll offer her his keys if she agrees.
Stephanie Yamada keeps pressure on while being held herself and sobbing "S'OK...I got this until the paramedics come.....then yes Mike."
Adam Pierson: "They should be here any minute, and will coordinate with you to switch with the pressure bandage. Will load him on a stretcher too."
Michael Reinhardt takes his house keys from his pocket and tucks them into Stephanie's pocket. Then he straightens and gets out of the way of the ambulance attendants and their gurney.
Stephanie Yamada turns slightly to still hold the pressure spot until another hand comes in to take over. then she stands shakily and backs up as they start to take the man away.
Adam Pierson watches, then gets to his feet, filling the senior paramedic in on what happened and what he's done so far. He asks if he is needed to ride along.
Michael Reinhardt reaches for Stephanie when she nears and will hold her if allowed. The paramedic tells the doc that he doesn't HAVE to but he should call ahead to White Rock and fill them in. Then another officer comes in to collect evidence and he looks at Steph. "Let me get your statement. I can do it here. Then you get to my place and I'll go shopping. My shift is almost over anyway." which is true but hes making it sound quicker than its gonna be.
Stephanie Yamada wipes at her face watching after the doctor and then nods at Michael "Ok, what do you need? There were two men in black ski masks that came in with rifles. I told you what they asked for. The pharmacist took off one's mask and he shot him." she starts to get shrill again and her tears spill over again "and then he looked at me....and...." her breath gets really fast again and she blurts out "It was Colin. Colin Rankin." she forces out to be specific and then more quietly between sobs "Tristan's father...."
Adam Pierson: "Alright then, I'll call ahead, I'll have to close the pharmacy and probably the clinic for now." Adam says, getting out of the way of the paramedics as they load the pharmacist onto a stretcher.
Michael Reinhardt listens to Steph as the doc speaks. "Well its almost closing anyway, right?" he offers. "Forensics should be out of here in a couple hours, then you can lock up." he turns to Steph and nods. "See .. now all I have to do is write that down." he smiles at her, but his eyes are troubled. "I remember." he tells her. "Looks like I might get to meet him after all..."
Stephanie Yamada exhales like she's trying to push it all from her mind and then looks at the doctor "Do you...am I free to go doctor? I don't know what else to..." she lets out a little half sob half exasperated noise.
Adam Pierson: "It's okay, Do what you need to do with the police, then I would suggest a hot shower or bath, and do something relaxing... if it continues to be an issue, call me, and we'll discuss further options."
Michael Reinhardt looks at Steph. "I'll be home in two hours. You know where the remote is. Vege out." he pauses. "Good idea. You know where the bathroom is. Use all the hot water." he smiles. "I'll make sure Ryan knows your okay, OK?"
Stephanie Yamada nods weakly at the doc, unable to smile. She walks by Michael and hugs him quickly and whispers "thanks." and heads out of the pharmacy. the cold air hitting her with all the realizations of this horrible day.
Adam Pierson: "Ok I'm going to clean up and send my staff home. I'll be here until forensics leaves."
Robber [[Colin Rankin]] opens the car door just as his partner screeches to a stop in front of the pharmacy. He enters the pharmacy with his partner. Both armed to the teeth. He stands by the door and raises the gun to the ceiling, firing off a single shot. He steps aside and nods for his partner to stand in front of the door while he steps inside, looking at those within. The place should be mostly empty .. it's almost closing time.
Robber [[Ken Hall]] follows the first robber holding a gun as well as a large bag.
Stephanie Yamada hears the shot and sees them, diving to the floor in terror. she clings to the shelving unit trying to be quiet and unseen but the lozenge package went flying when she landed and is in front of the counter now.
Robber [[Colin Rankin]] clears his throat and looks around the place as he walks to the terrified pharmacist. He sets an empty bag on the counter. "All your cash and all your Ficharnol. Now! Before I start shooting people." his voice is calm and business like.
Robber [[Ken Hall]] watches the door for bystanders, busybodies and cops.
Stephanie Yamada tries to breath quietly but the robber demanding cash and drugs is very close to stepping on the package that flew. She stays down but keeps her eyes on him, not sure what she'll do if spotted. Her heart is racing so hard she's almost afraid he'll hear it.
Robber [[Colin Rankin]] watches the pharmacist pause and then fill the bag with cash and finally turn and fill the bag with the bottles of Ficharnol. The robber leans forward to grab the bag and the pharmacist gets bold, reaches out and snatches the mask off of the main robbers head. "Shit!": yells the robber and shoots the man in the shoulder. Then he turns, planning to move around the center aisles and out the door. Face exposed, he stares at the woman cowering on the floor and, for a moment, freezes.
Robber [[Ken Hall]] hears the shot and turns "God dammit! Let's go!"
Stephanie Yamada sees the robber's face after jumping at the shot and her eyes fill with tears "Colin?" she whispers looking even more terrified.
Adam Pierson hears the shot and calls the receptionist into one of the back rooms. He listens carefully to figure out where the noise came from. He stands on just the other side of the adjoining door.
Robber [[Colin Rankin]] stares at Steph a moment, then simply swears. "Steph? Fuck ...." he says no more, but heads for the door with his partner. They get int he car and peel off. The sound of approaching sirens goes past the pharmacy as the police go in hot pursuit.
Stephanie Yamada looks after Colin like she's about to hyperventilate and then remembers the pharmacist and runs to him "I'll get help...." the blood is pooling and she scrambles looking for something to put pressure on "Oh god oh god...."
Michael Reinhardt stops the patrol car and leaps out, running in and seeing only the top of Steph's head. He rushes over and sees the pharmacist on the floor and Steph. "Jesus. Steph. You OK?" he kneels beside her, seeing blood on her AND the pharmacist.
Stephanie Yamada had heard the man asking to come in and yells "Doctor Pierson? Is that you? Someone's been shot!" She turns to Michael and starts to say something "It wa........Co....l" and she just loses it now and can't hold back from crying hysterically as she curls into herself.
Adam Pierson: Adam hears the shout for assistance, and grabs the nearest medical kit and opens the door cautiously. He immediately goes to the man on the floor, asking the closest person to help and put pressure on the wound. "We will need an ambulance, preferably a helio."
Michael Reinhardt hears Steph and reaches for her when she starts crying. Normally that would be grossly unprofessional, but i this small town and given his special relationship with her, he does it. He takes a deep breath. "Calm down. Breathe." he comforts her but is not the kind of man to tell a woman 'it'll be alright', cause right now he has no idea if it will be or not. Her reaction calms HIM, as she doesn't appear to be shot herself, but he looks at the doc for confirmation. When the doc speaks he gets on his radio to call an ambulance to his location.
Stephanie Yamada buries her face in Micheal's chest and lets out a big sob but realizing the doctor is asking for help she tries hard to pull it together and takes whatever he's offering from his kit to put pressure on for him, still shaking as she does it and working hard to keep her breathing even.
Adam Pierson works quickly, doing what he can to stop the flow of blood. "Are you hurt, Stephanie, right?" He checks the pharmacist over, making sure there aren't any other wounds.
Michael Reinhardt lets her go when she needs to be let go and watches them as he looks around, taking the place in. "Stephanie. What did they want?" he sees the empty register and an empty row behind the counter.
Stephanie Yamada shook her head at the doctor "I'm not hurt..." There seems to be more to say but she can't get it out but then she manages to answer Michael "The cash and some kind of drug....Ficharnol I think he said...."
Adam Pierson frowns at the mention of the drug, "And good that you're not hurt. Do we have a time of arrival for the ambulance/copter?"
Michael Reinhardt listens and nods. "I think I know. Ficharnol. A narcotic ... getting popular on the streets my old buddies tell me." he sighs and listens to his radio which is set just UNDER his hearing. "Five minutes, doc."
Stephanie Yamada keeps the pressure on with quiet shuddering sobs. She's clearly beyond shell shocked by all of this.
Adam Pierson switches out the pressure bandage on the gunshot wound, and continues to check on the pharmacist. "There's only so much I can do here... he's going to need a transfusion, and surgery, most likely. Neither of which I am set up for." He speaks softly to Stephanie, "You're doing good. The EMT's will be here soon."
Michael Reinhardt watches the doctor work, but also watches Steph. "Can I take her, Doc?" he asks, needing to get a statement AND calm her down.
Stephanie Yamada nods at the doctor "Thank you." She sniffs after from crying so much "I hope he's OK......god I just needed a few things. I shoulda gone to Chen's..." She bursts into tears again like she just can't hold it back.
Adam Pierson looks up at Michael, "Not until there's someone else to put pressure on this wound. I can only do so much and the extra pair of hands is helping to save this man's life." He looks directly at Stephanie, "Slow breaths, just breath. You are helping save a life."
Michael Reinhardt holds her. "Let me get your statement, then I want you to go to my place." he tells her. "I'll give you my keys and you give me the list and I'll get it all for you, OK?" he promises her, knowing she probably isn't in shape to see Tristan right now. He'll offer her his keys if she agrees.
Stephanie Yamada keeps pressure on while being held herself and sobbing "S'OK...I got this until the paramedics come.....then yes Mike."
Adam Pierson: "They should be here any minute, and will coordinate with you to switch with the pressure bandage. Will load him on a stretcher too."
Michael Reinhardt takes his house keys from his pocket and tucks them into Stephanie's pocket. Then he straightens and gets out of the way of the ambulance attendants and their gurney.
Stephanie Yamada turns slightly to still hold the pressure spot until another hand comes in to take over. then she stands shakily and backs up as they start to take the man away.
Adam Pierson watches, then gets to his feet, filling the senior paramedic in on what happened and what he's done so far. He asks if he is needed to ride along.
Michael Reinhardt reaches for Stephanie when she nears and will hold her if allowed. The paramedic tells the doc that he doesn't HAVE to but he should call ahead to White Rock and fill them in. Then another officer comes in to collect evidence and he looks at Steph. "Let me get your statement. I can do it here. Then you get to my place and I'll go shopping. My shift is almost over anyway." which is true but hes making it sound quicker than its gonna be.
Stephanie Yamada wipes at her face watching after the doctor and then nods at Michael "Ok, what do you need? There were two men in black ski masks that came in with rifles. I told you what they asked for. The pharmacist took off one's mask and he shot him." she starts to get shrill again and her tears spill over again "and then he looked at me....and...." her breath gets really fast again and she blurts out "It was Colin. Colin Rankin." she forces out to be specific and then more quietly between sobs "Tristan's father...."
Adam Pierson: "Alright then, I'll call ahead, I'll have to close the pharmacy and probably the clinic for now." Adam says, getting out of the way of the paramedics as they load the pharmacist onto a stretcher.
Michael Reinhardt listens to Steph as the doc speaks. "Well its almost closing anyway, right?" he offers. "Forensics should be out of here in a couple hours, then you can lock up." he turns to Steph and nods. "See .. now all I have to do is write that down." he smiles at her, but his eyes are troubled. "I remember." he tells her. "Looks like I might get to meet him after all..."
Stephanie Yamada exhales like she's trying to push it all from her mind and then looks at the doctor "Do you...am I free to go doctor? I don't know what else to..." she lets out a little half sob half exasperated noise.
Adam Pierson: "It's okay, Do what you need to do with the police, then I would suggest a hot shower or bath, and do something relaxing... if it continues to be an issue, call me, and we'll discuss further options."
Michael Reinhardt looks at Steph. "I'll be home in two hours. You know where the remote is. Vege out." he pauses. "Good idea. You know where the bathroom is. Use all the hot water." he smiles. "I'll make sure Ryan knows your okay, OK?"
Stephanie Yamada nods weakly at the doc, unable to smile. She walks by Michael and hugs him quickly and whispers "thanks." and heads out of the pharmacy. the cold air hitting her with all the realizations of this horrible day.
Adam Pierson: "Ok I'm going to clean up and send my staff home. I'll be here until forensics leaves."
Mariner's Role Play October 1st, 2016
*This post comes directly after and in many ways in reaction to the writings in the Small Town Scribbler, a local tabloid:
http://ccharactercafe.blogspot.ca/2016/09/small-town-scribbles-volume-2034.html
Sam walks into the hotel pub and stands in front of the menu, examining it carefully.
Ryuko Shujinko: Ryuko seems to be absorbed with his laptop. Busily typing away, reading scowling and repeating.
Sam nods to himself. "The Pacific Salmon with rice pilaf, please." he orders, pushing his glasses up his nose as he looks at the young woman behind the bar.
Ryuko Shujinko: Oh, the salmon is real good now, perfect season for it.
Ryuko Shujinko: Ryuko looks up, smiles, and then back to his computer.
Sam blinks and turns around. "Are you talking to me?" he asks and moves to a bar stool. "Oh .. and an orange soda."
Ryuko Shujinko: Oh, yes, sorry. Did not mean to interrupt. Have a great meal. Ryuko looks buzzed but soon is back th the comp.
Sam seats himself and looks over his shoulder at the man at the computer. "You ... didn't interrupt." he frowns, looking mildly confused.
Muishitsu Monshin: Peeks into the pub at the Mariners in and seeing it didn't look too busy decides to stop in and see what migh be on the menu.
Muishitsu Monshin: Makes his way to the counter to read the menu. He notices a few customers and nods politely not wanting to intrude.
Ryuko Shujinko: Ryuko looks up and sees another person enter, and smiles and says Hello.
Sam sees another man enter and takes in the ... kimono ...
Muishitsu Monshin: Turns toward the others. He sees a young man on a computer looking at him..smiles and greets him. Namaste Hello
Sam smiles as his pop arrives. "Thank you."
Ryuko Shujinko: ?Namaste? Ryuko looks confused for a moment, but then smiles, You must be Monshin san? Oshi said she had met you?
Muishitsu Monshin: Smiles yes I remember her from the grocery store I am Muishitsu Monshin. I've come to Cedar Point to discover what I might learn about my great grandfather Ning Hai Chen. He was one of the first council members in the early days. It's nice to meet you.
Sam watches the two people talk, mildly curious as he sips his pop, quickly turning his attention away, so he isn't staring.
Ryuko Shujinko: Oh, yeah sorry I did not introduce myself He smacks his forehead with his palm. So sorry, I am Ryuko Shujinko. Honored to meet you.
Muishitsu Monshin: Bows the Namaste bow a second time while a quiet smile plays across his face. Just then he hears something outside and turns nervously to look out the window. Turning back... Nice to meet you Ryuko Shuijinko saying the name to remember it.....
Sam smiles as the waitress comes out and puts in front of him .... steak! "No, I can't eat this. I'm a pescatarian .. I ordered the salmon." the bamaid apologizes profusely, takes his plate and goes back into the kitchen.
Ryuko Shujinko: Please, Ryuko, is just fine. He smiles and say, you are welcome to join me, if you wish?
Muishitsu Monshin: Seeing there is a waitress on hand to take his order, He thanks Ryuko and moves to join him t the table.
Sam drinks a bit more soda and drums his fingers on the bar.
Ryuko Shujinko: Ryuko shuts down his computer and sets it aside. You have come far. I hope you are successful with your quest. It is an honorable one.
Mitch Newmore: Mitch walks in to pub in The Mariner, it's been awhile. Man, what a busy year. He smiles at the bartender...and tries to think of her name. "Hi Mitch," she says. He smiles again and nods, and takes a seat at the bar. Draft, he says.
Muishitsu Monshin: Pleasently surprized that the youn man removed his computer to talk Muishitsu replies.. Thank you very much Ryuko. The journey has been a long one, but I'm sure I will feel at home here very soon. And, I think I can offer a few interesting things that Cedar Point may not yet have experienced.
Sam glances as another man walks in, then away.
Ryuko Shujinko: A man with many years and lots of experiences would be a welcome addition here. I am sure your stories alone would be enjoyed by all.
Mitch Newmore: can i get a burger, Deidre?" he remembers. "Of course, Mitch. The usual?" "Yes, please" Mitch looks around at the others in the bar, he takes one sip of beer and pushes the glass away slightly. He smiles at the man down the bar.
Muishitsu Monshin: Turns to acknowledge the newcomer with a nod and a smile and then back to Ryuko with a quiet chuckle. Thank you very much I'm not sure how many stories people might wish to endure, but I do have a few. I also hope to provide Reiki healing to the residents here when I get fully settled in.
Sam smiles nervously back and looks at his smart phone, as if expecting something.
Mitch nods to the men at the table as he lifts his glass slightly in their direction. He place the beer glass back on the bar, without sipping. He looks around a bit. Nothing's changed. Deidre even remembered how he likes his burger. His ear catches the word Reiki from the men at the table., He tries to listen a bit, without being obvious.
http://ccharactercafe.blogspot.ca/2016/09/small-town-scribbles-volume-2034.html
Sam walks into the hotel pub and stands in front of the menu, examining it carefully.
Ryuko Shujinko: Ryuko seems to be absorbed with his laptop. Busily typing away, reading scowling and repeating.
Sam nods to himself. "The Pacific Salmon with rice pilaf, please." he orders, pushing his glasses up his nose as he looks at the young woman behind the bar.
Ryuko Shujinko: Oh, the salmon is real good now, perfect season for it.
Ryuko Shujinko: Ryuko looks up, smiles, and then back to his computer.
Sam blinks and turns around. "Are you talking to me?" he asks and moves to a bar stool. "Oh .. and an orange soda."
Ryuko Shujinko: Oh, yes, sorry. Did not mean to interrupt. Have a great meal. Ryuko looks buzzed but soon is back th the comp.
Sam seats himself and looks over his shoulder at the man at the computer. "You ... didn't interrupt." he frowns, looking mildly confused.
Muishitsu Monshin: Peeks into the pub at the Mariners in and seeing it didn't look too busy decides to stop in and see what migh be on the menu.
Muishitsu Monshin: Makes his way to the counter to read the menu. He notices a few customers and nods politely not wanting to intrude.
Ryuko Shujinko: Ryuko looks up and sees another person enter, and smiles and says Hello.
Sam sees another man enter and takes in the ... kimono ...
Muishitsu Monshin: Turns toward the others. He sees a young man on a computer looking at him..smiles and greets him. Namaste Hello
Sam smiles as his pop arrives. "Thank you."
Ryuko Shujinko: ?Namaste? Ryuko looks confused for a moment, but then smiles, You must be Monshin san? Oshi said she had met you?
Muishitsu Monshin: Smiles yes I remember her from the grocery store I am Muishitsu Monshin. I've come to Cedar Point to discover what I might learn about my great grandfather Ning Hai Chen. He was one of the first council members in the early days. It's nice to meet you.
Sam watches the two people talk, mildly curious as he sips his pop, quickly turning his attention away, so he isn't staring.
Ryuko Shujinko: Oh, yeah sorry I did not introduce myself He smacks his forehead with his palm. So sorry, I am Ryuko Shujinko. Honored to meet you.
Muishitsu Monshin: Bows the Namaste bow a second time while a quiet smile plays across his face. Just then he hears something outside and turns nervously to look out the window. Turning back... Nice to meet you Ryuko Shuijinko saying the name to remember it.....
Sam smiles as the waitress comes out and puts in front of him .... steak! "No, I can't eat this. I'm a pescatarian .. I ordered the salmon." the bamaid apologizes profusely, takes his plate and goes back into the kitchen.
Ryuko Shujinko: Please, Ryuko, is just fine. He smiles and say, you are welcome to join me, if you wish?
Muishitsu Monshin: Seeing there is a waitress on hand to take his order, He thanks Ryuko and moves to join him t the table.
Sam drinks a bit more soda and drums his fingers on the bar.
Ryuko Shujinko: Ryuko shuts down his computer and sets it aside. You have come far. I hope you are successful with your quest. It is an honorable one.
Mitch Newmore: Mitch walks in to pub in The Mariner, it's been awhile. Man, what a busy year. He smiles at the bartender...and tries to think of her name. "Hi Mitch," she says. He smiles again and nods, and takes a seat at the bar. Draft, he says.
Muishitsu Monshin: Pleasently surprized that the youn man removed his computer to talk Muishitsu replies.. Thank you very much Ryuko. The journey has been a long one, but I'm sure I will feel at home here very soon. And, I think I can offer a few interesting things that Cedar Point may not yet have experienced.
Sam glances as another man walks in, then away.
Ryuko Shujinko: A man with many years and lots of experiences would be a welcome addition here. I am sure your stories alone would be enjoyed by all.
Mitch Newmore: can i get a burger, Deidre?" he remembers. "Of course, Mitch. The usual?" "Yes, please" Mitch looks around at the others in the bar, he takes one sip of beer and pushes the glass away slightly. He smiles at the man down the bar.
Muishitsu Monshin: Turns to acknowledge the newcomer with a nod and a smile and then back to Ryuko with a quiet chuckle. Thank you very much I'm not sure how many stories people might wish to endure, but I do have a few. I also hope to provide Reiki healing to the residents here when I get fully settled in.
Sam smiles nervously back and looks at his smart phone, as if expecting something.
Sam waits and the waitress comes out again with the right order this time. He smiles. "Thank you." he picks up a fork and digs into his salmon.
Muishitsu Monshin: So? Ryuko, were you born here in Cedar Point? Do you work here? then trying to be casual. Muishitsu looks around the room with a slight nod to each door as though assessing his surroundings and memorizing the entries and exits..
Ryuko Shujinko: No I come from Japan, and have been studying in Toronto until recently. So I take on odd engineering jobs online, for now. A healer as well, It would be quite useful hear, after the earthquake we had, there are still those with wounds of the body and soul, that could use much healing...
Usually Mitch knows someone in here. Usually? Well, it hasn't been a usual stop for some time. Deidre is the only one he knows here and he hates to ask her about the local news or gossip in front of folks he doesn't know. "How's you love life, Deidre?" he says with a smile. Deidre snorts through her laughter. "Love life? Right. I'm always here. I have no life - love or otherwise" Mitch chuckles. hands folded. He catches the scent of his burger from the kitchen.
Sam hears the world 'healing' and half glances over his shoulder, picking up lemon and seasoning his fish.
Muishitsu Monshin nods solemnly, Yes I heard only a little news about your earthquake. I understand there may still be some missing? It is a terrible thing. I can certainly be available to help if any would desire it. Are you familiar with Reiki healing?
Ryuko Shujinko: I had some friends back in Japan that told me about it. Fascinating ANd I have seen real results too.
Mitch Newmore: "How's the salmon?" Mitch says to the man at the other end of the bar. I went with the burger but they do the salmon nice here. Just right." Mitch nods at Deidre, she smiles.
Sam 's eyes widen when he overhears the word earthquake, but doesn't say anything, of course. He keeps his eyes on his plate. Then he looks over at the man. "Actually it's very nice. You never know with hotel food, you know?"
Mitch nods to the man eating salmon. "Yeah. I used to travel a lot, for a couple years. Work. Lots of hotels. Some great meals. But some awful wants. And a lot of mediocre ones." he laughs. "Oh, he comes my burger"
Muishitsu Monshin: Glances casually at the two at the bar and the waitress. Muishitsu raises his hand and makes eye contact briefly with the waitress. Then back to Ryuko. Your work sounds very interesting and challenging I'm happy to hear your experience with Reiki has been a helpful one.
Sam nods. "Too true. And I'm a bit of a pain in the butt ... not like vegans can be but I've had a couple restaurants in a couple hotels get annoyed at my many questions." he chuckles
Ryuko Shujinko: Indeed it was. Probably I should let her just do this, but I think Oshi is still having problems with her leg from the quake. Perhaps you could talk to her about it?
Mitch Newmore: Laughs at the salmon man's comment. "Yeah, i was just out of school when I was in all those hotels. Too shy to ask anything. I just ate what they gave me. Even if I didn't know what it was. Or how to eat it properly." he smiles and picked up his burger for the first bite.
Sam chuckles. "Well, I am a pescetarian so .... I have to ask certain questions, yanno?"
Muishitsu Monshin: Turns his attention to the waitress as she arrives at the table. Thank you miss. I am a vegan and wonder if you could have the cook make a simple salad for me with whatever veggies are in season at this time? The waitress writes his order and moves back toward the kitchen. Turning back to Ryuko.. Yes, yes, I will speak with her about it. I saw her earlier this evening but she was sitting so I didn't notice anything in her walk. If I can help I'd be happy to.
Anna Wright walks in looking annoyed and has a small collapse in the stool beside Mitch as she says "Gin and tonic...actually two please...with lime...."
"The problem is - " Mitch glances a Deidre - "a lot of times the waiter or waitress doesn't really know what's in the food. But they answer your question as if they do. Like, who expects peanut butter in their chili, right?" Mitch wasn't sure chili was a good example for the salmon man.
Ryuko Shujinko: That would be an honor. But if you would, try not to mention I ask you, He smiles, and says, Se tells me I worry too much about it.
Sam nods. "Exactly. Fortunately for me I'm not allergic, it's just a preference, ya know." he looks at the woman who ordered two drinks with a raised eyebrow.
Anna Wright smiles weakly at Mitch and tosses back half a GT before saying "Have you read that stupid Scribbler thing? I apparently work in a brothel....."
Muishitsu Monshin: nods and smiles "Discretion is very important to me. I'll discreetly notice her gait and if the right moment occurs I'll offer it to her." Hearing another newcomer he turns and nods briefly at the woman at the bar.
Ryuko Shujinko: Of course, I was the one who had to carry her about, afterwards, or was that assist? I was happy to do it though. So no problems on my end.
Muishitsu Monshin: arches a brow hearing yet another mention of a brothel in town. Then to Ryuko, Please tell me more about your work. Engineering is an interesting occupation I would think.
Mitch nods at the man's comment. He hears someone walk in the door and glances to his left just as she speaks. "Anna!. I haven't seen you since...July? I've been working so much! How've you been? And, no. I didn't hear about your new job" he teases her though his not sure if that's a good idea. He looks at Dirdre with a, "Am I in trouble look?" and a slight smile
Sam arches a brow and looks over at the woman who works in a brothel, curious.
Ryuko Shujinko: Well I am into cryogenic quantum physics, studying 'bucky balls' tubular graphine and stuff like that low and high temperature lubricants.
Anna Wright smiles awkwardly at the other patrons she didn't know who seemed to be staring or smiling at her. she gave Ryuko a little wave, knowing him as Oshi's math pal. She passes Mitch her phone after clicking open her web browser "Here....this is the deal. Some gossip column.But just to be clear, I'm going to get pissed so all my whoring goes well...since I'm all about illicit activities." Her tone is entirely sarcastic and she grins a bit and moves on to G&T number 2.
Muishitsu Monshin: Looks up as the waitress Dirdre approaches with his salad and the house dressing on the side. Thank you miss. then looking to Ryuko... Still I'm sure its interesting. Back in China I served as a gardener and for a time a Rickshaw driver... My early years I.... suddenly looks uncomfortable and trails off not finishing his sentence...
Sam arches a brow and listens, curiously. He can recognize sarcasm, but isn't saying anything just yet.
Ryuko Shujinko: There is great honor and dignity to do any job that does not require you to do wrong. Work is a blessing. Sad not many know this well. Ryuko waves back to Anna, a slight look of concern on his face.
Mitch Newmore: "Wow," Mitch says to Anna. "Where do they get this - " he looks around and lowers his voice, "shhit?" Deidre jumps slightly at the word. She's heard it, all day, but from Mitch? in public? "How can the publish that?" Mitch keeps looking at the screen on Anna's iPhone and asking "How?" questions, one after another. He's pissed off on behalf of his friend. She seems to be taking it much better than he.
Sam arches his brow. "I'd be curious about that as well...." he looks down the bar. "Is it a tabloid or something?"
Muishitsu Monshin: Yes, Yes that's very true. Sometimes honor and wisdom come through experience and if one strays from the path of honor but later returns to it, then all is well again. Looks down at his salad and begins to eat slowly seeming to be lost in thought.. then, shaking himself back to the present .. he glances out the window again before returning to his plate to eat...
Anna Wright rolls her eyes and laughs "I suppose it's a compliment. I mean we wouldn't have weird rumours if we weren't well known...but geez seriously. I'm tempted to rename all the breakfast specials just to see who's read this crap. Deidre, another G&T please." She shakes her head around "Sorry Mitch....hi...how are you?" She laughs at herself and gives the stranger down at the other end of the bar a nod since he's in her line of sight "Dunno, right out of left field."
Mitch Newmore: "Oh I've been busy. Working a lot. Remember that movie I was playing for, the soundtrack? Finished that in late July. Waled right into another film gig. That same recording studio threw me a couple of TV commercial sessions too. Big money but no time to spend it!" he laughs. "And working days...it's just weird. Not used to it at all and I don't think I ever would be." He smiles and munches on his burger
Sam nods, slowly. "I don't mean to be nosy, of course." he pushes his glasses up his nose. "I mean the title .. Scribbler ... sounds ... like a tabloid."
Anna Wright nods after a big sip "It is. I mean the stuff about our sister city is kinda true but she's way off base about us.....Rita Potter!" She sighs and looks at Mitch "That's awesome news. " She glances back down the bar "Sorry, manners. I'm Anna and not remotely a brothel employee." she jokes.
Sam 's eyes widen and he nods. "I know her. Well not KNOW her but know OF her. She's slick. Knows how to tow the law." he smiles. "Hi. I'm Sam. Sam March." he pulls out his wallet and a couple of business cards moving quickly down to hand them to Mitch and Anna. The card says he is a civil attorney in Vancouver.
Ryuko looks over at Anna, and when he catches her attention, he will say, Oshi is quite upset about it too. What they said about Tatsu was ridiculous and totally unacceptable. We feel you pain.
Mitch is halfway through his burger but now takes only his second sip of that beer. "Could I get some water, Deidre?" "Sure, Mitch," she says and pours a glass of water. "Thank you." Mitch takes a business card from the man called Sam and nods a thank you. To Anna, "How's the fam? I'm so out of touch. I haven' talked to Anybody in weeks."
Muishitsu Monshin: Well Ryuko, I am honored to have met you. I'm sure I'll see you around. I take a walk several times a day to orient myself to my new home. I hope to see you again soon. He stands and makes his way to the door..then pauses, turns and Bows before leaving. "Namaste everyone."
Anna Wright takes the card, nodding to the man who's leaving and looks at it. She turns the card over thoughtfully as she answers Mitch "Well it's been kinda....meh with my family. We had a service for my brother finally." She gives Ryuko a kind smile and then looks past him to Sam "Have you taken this Potter lady to court before?"
Mitch nods good night to the gentleman from the table. He puts the lawyer's card in his wallet. He listens to Anna and Sam discuss the reporter. "I read about the funeral." he looks at Anna and shakes his head, and eats the burger.
Sam March nods and moves back to his seat, pushing his glasses up his nose again. He digs into his meal again, going around the plate in a nice precise way. He looks down the bar and swallows, then sighs. "Fraid I have." he replies. "Several years ago. See ... she uses information that is publicly gotten... in other words, overheard. So there is no expectation of privacy. Or she BUYS info." he sighs. "Perfectly legal. She's just not as popular as TMZ for example."
Anna Wright starts on her new drink, trying to swirl the lime around with the straw. Her acuity is a little off and she catapults the lime in Mitch's direction as she listens to Sam "Oh shit...sorry!"
Mitch nods good night to the gentleman from the table. He puts the lawyer's card in his wallet. He listens to Anna and Sam discuss the reporter. "I read about the funeral." he looks at Anna and shakes his head, and eats the burger.
Ryuko Shujinko: Well of course anyone can write whatever they think they heard, or make up. It is the way things go. But it still sucks when someone can do these things, and not even have the decency to try ad get things right.
Mitch sips his water as the beer, still three quarters full sits there. Deidre watches him, smiling. "Did you complain to the editor, Anna? I don't know if that does any good really..but you might want to at least be on the record, as objecting"
Ryuko Shujinko: Well in Japan, it is legal to say stuff like that, but you would become a permanent pariah if you did.
Mitch watches Anna's lime fly toward him. It lands next to his plate. He smiles as he waits for her answer about the editor.
Anna Wright nods along with Sam "Yeah...kinda with you. And it's Wright actually but Tallulah Beal is my mother. this Potter woman is quite the pariah in my books." she forgets the lime flipped and starts looking for it in the drink "Deidre, did you give me a lime? Maybe I ate it......can I just get like a bowl of them and another G&T......" She's just starting to slur ever so slightly "I like limes....they're so green right?"
Sam nods. "Yes, sir. But this isn't Japan." he pushes his glasses up his nose again. "She had to have gotten the rest of the article wrong because any child in the military in Japan would cause the Japanese to come under scrutiny by the United Nations ... so it has to be bogus. If it's not ... " he shrugs his thin shoulders. "Well .... is someone mad at your mother?" he asks and again pushes his glasses up. "It sounds . if you'll forgive me .. like sour grapes." he raises his brows as the woman becomes inebriated.
Ryuko Shujinko: Well fortunately Tatsu has not heard this, yet. But I would not put it past her to find out some way. That is sad. truly sad. She is sacrificing a lot, for what she sees purpose and good in. She should not have to deal with that vile stuff.
Mitch watches Deidre deliver a salad bowl, full of limes. "Do you mind?" he says to Anna as he half reaches toward the bowl. He hears mention of Tatsu and looks to the man from the table who is now to his riught at the bar. Mitch takes a lime and squeezes it over his beer. He catches Anna looking at him. "My brother Rich does it. I guess it's not necessary if it's a good beer. What do I know?" he takes a sip of the beer and wipes his lips with his fingers
Anna Wright slaps the bar beside Mitch's beer "You fuckin stole my lime!" She starts giggling now and has trouble stopping and then sees the bowl like she's forgotten she ordered them "Oooh...." She starts slowly squeezing one in her drink "It's not easy being green..." she sings and then says "Did you guys ever take issue with the whole frog pig mating thing. I mean like Kermit and Piggie. What's gonna come out of that deal right?"
Sam March looks mildly interested, but only finishes his meal. "Coffee, please." he orders from the waitress. He looks at his phone again and sighs, then looks at Anna again, a bit concerned.
Ryuko Shujinko: Anna I am OK with it, unless they insist in using My Bathroom!
Mitch Newmore: "I did steal it," Mitch smiles mischievously at Anna. It is nice in the beer. I never tried it. I don't drink enough beer to experiment with it. It's...just beer." He takes a bit of burger and looks around, listening to the convo about the reporter. "I never thought about that Miss Piggy thing. Always liked Kermit though"
Anna Wright takes the lime out of the drink and sucks the gin out, her eyes going wide at the burst of sour for a moment "Pleh pleh pleh pleh!" She says as she drops it from her mouth back into her drink. "I had a friend in high school who had this weird crush on Miss Piggy. I'm seriously not joking. " she holds out another lime to Mitch in offering but it's a little forceful almost.
Sam March chuckles. "Well, at least having my car in the garage is interesting for a change." he grins. "Is the mechanic any good, do you know? Seems slow to me." he watches the woman foist another lime on Mitch.
Ryuko Shujinko: Well, I should check up on Oshi, before it gets too late. SO I sould pack it up here. Nice to meet you Sam, and to see you Mich and Anna again. As always the food's great here,Deidre. He stands tale a short bow and after setting the bill, departs.
Mitch has finished his burger and Deidre has cleared his plate. She refills his water glass. "Thank you, Deidre." The beer with the floating lime, is still half full. As Mitch takes a sip of water, a lime hits him in the chest. He looks down, at Deidre, then at Anna, trying to suppress a burst of laughter. "I hope you're not driving anywhere," he says quietly, with a smile but seriously. He stares at Anna to let her know he is serious. They make eye contact. He raises his eyebrows at her, waiting for reassurance. He nods to the man leaving but doesn't take his stare off Anna.
Anna Wright meets Mitch's gaze and giggles before swatting at his chest like she's trying to swipe or wipe the lime off him. She ends up kind of tapping him in the end "Mish shure really cute shand you can walk me to the whorehouse...not like tha...cause you have a girlfriends shan she's really nisce....." She looks down the bar to the end "Maybe shour mechanic shust neesome limes..."
Sam March nods to the man. "A pleasure." he looks at Anna, also concerned. He grins a bit. "Oh, I doubt that. I'm only having a headlight replaces. I got a ticket because it was out. The cop suggested I get it replaced right away and since there was a garage right there ..." he shrugs and pushes his glasses up his nose again.
Mitch hears Anna's slurred speech. He smiles at her words. "I'll walk you home, Anna. I'm glad you asked. What time is it?" "Ten, says Deidre, just past." Mitch nods. "I gotta meet Patty in Surrey in a couple hours, when he gig wraps up. So, maybe that is your last one?"
Anna Wright holds up her drink like it's a dramatic farewell "OK...Oh gin...shure my talking juice." Then absently she looks around and then at the two men and says in a conspiratorial whisper " The mechanic shis fine...but there is one cop who's a bit of a dick. No limes for him. Do you ever wonder if you can come back from the dark shide...you shknow...like Star Warsh?"
Sam March doesn't hide his amusement very well. "I mus have got the dick cop."he assumes. "I probably can .. once my new headlight is installed." his phone vibrates and he looks at it. "About time." he stands. "Check please."
Mitch Newmore: "Star Wash?' Mitch looks at Anna, teasing his friend. "I gotta take my car to the "Star Wash" soon. He nods at the man who gets up to leave, with a "She'll be fine, I'll be sure of it" attitude. He sips the beer with the lime.
Anna Wright points at Mitch "Star Lord! Chrish Pratt's so fucking cute...."she burst out laughing a little too loud.
Anna belatedly waves at Sam "Bye bye Sam." she says while still giddy and then she gets the hiccups.
Sam March pays and smiles at Mitch. "Glad to hear it. I don't even know where this bed and breakfast is ...so I couldn't be a proper gentleman and see her home anyway." he arches his brows and shakes his head. "Christ Pratt ...." he heads for the door. "Take care folks." and he's gone.
Mitch Newmore: "Is there some actor you don't find cute?" Mitch teases Anna. He smiles at Deidre. He smiles at Sam's reply. And sips his water again. It'll still be awhile until he can get through that beer.
Anna Wright argues back and then gives Mitch a long and convoluted list of people she doesn't find cute that goes all the way to every 80s comedian she can think of. When it's time to leave she's still silly but agreeable after a few cups of coffee.
Mitch has finally finished his beer. As he takes the last sip, and pays his bill, he turns to Anna, "You ready ?" He smiles at Deidre as he stands and walks Anna toward the door.
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